In a sigh and a shrug, Matt turned his head to look at his friend as his jacket was grabbed. In one move he exhaled smoke at the blond, and seemed just as unconcerned as expected.
"No. I'm not- because I know someone else will take care of it. And heaven forbid that it's Near. I'm saving your life. So I'm tired of your bitching, and for once you're going to take a hint from my book. We're going to grab your shit- or none of it, if you rather, and come back for it later."
It was hard to tell what his eyes were trying to get across, but he looked straight at him anyway.
"It's your call. I'm not going to beg." It was a lie. If Mello did say no, he would beg and put on the works, but Mello didn't know that-- maybe. "If you dont want to, I'll go back to England, and pretend this never happened. You can be on your own- without my insider help. Either way, you better give up."
Not quite a spine grown, but it looked that way, at least.
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Date: 2010-12-14 06:01 am (UTC)"No. I'm not- because I know someone else will take care of it. And heaven forbid that it's Near. I'm saving your life. So I'm tired of your bitching, and for once you're going to take a hint from my book. We're going to grab your shit- or none of it, if you rather, and come back for it later."
It was hard to tell what his eyes were trying to get across, but he looked straight at him anyway.
"It's your call. I'm not going to beg." It was a lie. If Mello did say no, he would beg and put on the works, but Mello didn't know that-- maybe. "If you dont want to, I'll go back to England, and pretend this never happened. You can be on your own- without my insider help. Either way, you better give up."
Not quite a spine grown, but it looked that way, at least.